Think of your lifetime as one day It's fading away The shadows are growing long of existence as a flame and death as rain Storm clouds there right along
life's eve our flames will cease unavoidably Eventually all paths will lead To the cemetery
We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down Unaware we spinning around Scattered fragments of time Like blinks of eye we are That's all we are
Think of your lifetime as one year Look autumn is here Getting colder, the winter's Your conclusion's drawing near - certain, austere Yes only the circle's unending
At life's eve our will cease Eternally, unavoidably Eventually, all paths will lead to the cemetery To prior deceased
are but falling leaves in the air hovering down Unaware we will hit the ground Scattered fragments of time Like blinks of an eye we are